Albumleaf 79: January 23, 2012 (Farmville)
Though occasionally the four oakumpickers would briefly address some person or persons in the crowd below, yet the six hatchet-polishers neither spoke to others, nor breathed a whisper among themselves, but sat intent upon their task, except at intervals, when . . . two and two they sideways clashed their hatchets together, like cymbals, with a barbarous din.
–Herman Melville, Benito Cereno
